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fl+++++46++6+++++++++++++++++ “t +++++'+'++‘+‘_+++ +++++$++ CHAPTER \‘ll.â€"(l‘.ontinucdl. When he saw them. he put away the pipe and came ‘to meet them. and the ruddy glow of the sunset faded from his tone. which looked pale and care-wom. "1 am starting from Ncufchatel to- night for England." he said. “Can I do anything for you. Miss firigard 1’" “Thank you, nothing." she replied. 00' v. and he saw that her eyes had weeutly been full of tears and that her face wore the spiritual calm of con- quered sorrow. . “You won’t forget the paicel for my. sister. Annesley, will you said (lel'~.‘ vase. l “Certainly not. I will give it into herl own hands.” he replied. “thod-byefl Miss Lingard.” t "Good-bye." She suffered him to takel her unrwponsive hand in his firm clasp] and passed on, glad to think she shouldl meet him no more. at least for the pier sent; 39d he remained, gazing after her wistfully. with a vague presentimenll that he might never see her again. Gervose left Alice at the hotel door and then returned to Edward, who was no longer gan‘ng at the sunset. but upon the blank high front of the hotel, which rose sheer and unbroken from the street. vaguely suggesting mountain desolation. without its accompanying grandeur. “I am afraid she is feeling it terribly." he said. when Gervase came up. “Poor girl! what can you expect?" replied Gervase. "the only wonder tot me is that she does bear up so bravely; It does her no good to be here upon the: scene. making pilgrimages to the fatal spot and throwing flowers £nlo that dark and dreary river." “Of course not.” he returned. wonder- ing how Gervase could speak of those things in that off-hand way. lle had himself seen her leave the village with/l the garden flowers. and it was not difli< cult. to guess where she had been. “Do try and get her away. Hickman. 1 can. not ur'ierstnnd.” he added. after a pause, “why they were not formally en- gaged. There is no doubt now that she did rare for him.” "None whatever. But Paul's was :1 morbid, jealous nature; he may have taken a mere rebuff for a reinsul.” i “True.” "The best of women have little coquct- tish ways which men never understand," pursued Gervasc, with a reflective air. "A girl draws back half shyly. half to bring her lover on. and the stupid fellow takes her literallyjind flies off in it fury and throws himself into the nearest pond, if he does not take to drinking." “Women should be more honwt." said Edward, fiercely. “They should not. drive ‘ men who love them to despair. Yet the woman always gets the worst of it in the end." ‘ “It depends on the kind of woman." "Do you'think she has any suspicion ot the truth 2’” he continued. “No, I think not. Indeed I am surel not." “I trust she never will." t "She will canonizc Paul and pass the .,‘ romainder of her days in worshiping the memory of the man she drove to des- peration in his lifetime. It is a pity." "She is young. Time will heal her.” “You don't know Alice Lingui'd. Ari- i 1 nesley. llcr lif'e was spoiled by that un- lucky occurrence on the’river. Poor girl! Sibyl..now. is of it different stamp; yet they are wondcrf'ully alike in some respects. in see you to the sta- tion. Time is up.” PART l\'.- CllAP'l‘lill I. The great clms bordering the lane lead-‘ ing to Arden Manor find just completed their yearly toilet. and spread out brood masses of delicate grocu foliage. as yet unstained by dUst :md undurkencd by sun, against the char. blue >l\_\'. owr which lit-tie clouds lloulcif high up. pcurlyi and ethereal us fuiry curs. The cottage gardens were buliny with the indescribâ€" able freshness of lilac Howl-rs: an occa- sional rose in ii sunny cul'llt‘l' opened its sweet lJlOJMIlfl with it sort of shy won- der at its u\\ll lciiuly. :tnd wits u lrcii- sure for it village lad Iii givo to u swcct- hcart. bcciiusc if \vii~ so rare. 'l'llc may had not yet fudid fruit] lllt- thorn licxlgi‘s. ii bloomed white in tlic hollows of tho (towns. llllslllllg puik :ind pinkcr as still]- incr drew on; lfUllL‘l'i‘llllS motto the dCL’ll pastures shouts of burnished gold: the spicy breath of clover lillul the air. ‘ “l ln'er'kon :f-quii'c Hickman 'll hue aj powerful weight of buy this year. Don't Pink.” ‘vaysh Squire prophcsicd. as he. Cook a tlioughful surv'cy of the moudowl which lay bcyond the rickyard. by that ran fence of which he was standing ml the fresh sunshine one fine afternoon. The shepherd was too much preoccuâ€" pied to give serious heed to ltaysh‘s pro- ecta. With outstretched arms andt oughtful face he stood making strange. d dike noises at a few sheep. which. it slipped by mischance from the pen; ii the midst of the strawuyard before the' great barn, when the hurdles had been coated nun‘owly so as to let the sheep‘ through one by one into the barn. the foldingâ€"doors of which stood wide. and upon the floor of which knelt harem-med shearer-s. each with a heap of panting wool before him. through which the shears moved with a quick glitter and snapping, sometimes followed by a Face to Face r seeder .. . 0R, GERVASE RICKMAN’S AMBITION. llllv‘ 'J::llld. lItll lllt.‘ \lL'ill' tiilllsvll. l'l‘is‘ ‘lll-‘l’ with u lillic duinci' to him llL‘ dd notl ++++++++++++++f§+ 1'3 n (( $k+++o++++Â¥+++++++Â¥++ _ ++++++++ +++7+++ +7+++++l++1+++$7++++u+ +++++ ++++-+ bloat if if unilodroit umvemcnt. llic keen points into the tender pita-lb lll'U\" flab. Rough. tho wolf-ilk? sheep-dog. barked with xviilou.‘ skill (in the opposite side. and soon managed. with hm mter's help. to drive the wanderers back into their narrow fold. where they stood hud- dled «tux-l} Iogetlu-i: heavy-flowed and snow-white from llwu‘ n‘cent washnig. vainly pootcsliug by qmu'ulous bleatings against the spoliuliun lll(‘ff‘ brellirw Wcrc undergoing. l'orhui» they were aiitmipatuig the time when they too would lie mute and defenseless beneath lhr sliearer's‘ hands. and then arise. white and attenuated. and trot. tln- lhin Spr‘t'll‘es of their former plump. llewy selves. out at the opposite door into the gri-cn meadow beyond. where the silent crmtures nibbb-d at the sweet grass in th', sumshinr. f)lflifl"f\"Pl_V bemoumng lllf'lf' unaccuslonmi lightness. with flu-fr slim l)f)tll\‘o soilietimcs slnaakfif \villi blwnl. It was an anxiousdime for flank-l; llk‘uk Winds and t‘ltfll rains might still mum in those early Jun» days: he could not bear to a"? the crib-l marks upon the crculurcs' sides. and “18> inclined to blame the shearers‘ clumsluvsx while they laid it to the charge of the sheep. who were apt. after a few minutes’ per- foot quits'cnce. to kick out of a sudden and jerk the operator‘s hand. II was not iquilc so bud its" fulfilling lime. and was sooner over. nul Daniel “Th always thankful when shearingâ€"time was well at an end. and the sheep had become at:- customwl to the loss of thi-ir winter emits. Not so the boys. hillf ii dozen of whom were standing ltl’mtll; lln‘y de- light/oil in the fun and frolic of liclping to catch the stray slump and haul them alongr with many a tumble :ind tils~lc.. imw und then holding it i-cslivc creature to." line shearer. Still more liicy delight- ed in flu,- washing. which had lukcn place duwn yonder at tho \‘iillcy farm. whcrc flit-rc- was a good pond with hall-him. and \illvrc one of tho liltlS. helping to push a great fut rum info the wulcr. had fiillvu plump in with tho >lf‘tl;,:‘gllll;_f beast. to lb. loudly shouted mirth of the rust. All the l)f,l}'> tlll lllt' farm were gullr Pf‘t'tl about the burn and folil»_\'ai'd. with farmers sons and the pupils: the gardener was busy in tin burn. the cowâ€"man sltippml and looked in to sou how the sheener were getting on. on lll\‘ way from the cowâ€"house with lllt' evening's milk foaming in tho pulls; .lollu Nobbs. the bailiff. stood by the pen with his stout lugs apart and tits thumle iii the arm-holes of his waistcoat. and allowed it was “mis‘ublc wurni Mum (.lllt}. from the 'l‘i-ayi-lcr's first. was there I» sci'vc out the ulc. the four o‘clovk. m ptiicc of the bailiffs wife. who was laid b). : a smart and smiling maid. another. of llll.‘ shepherd‘s daughters. attrnded liti‘: the farm-yard was full of surl- sliiny bustle. iind alive with the shatter I'l human voiccs. the blciiling and low- ing of animals. and cucklc of poultry. \fr. Hickman stood by the bailiff with u pensive air. and luulii'd on with a sort of gcnllc inquiry in his cycs. l‘Glllul'lx'lllg l" ticrvusc. who had ridden over from Midlugtoll that afternoon. that. u mus- cyc was t‘\CI')'llllllg. So ticrvaso tluniglit. and his kccu glance was everyâ€" . \‘.in'i‘<". iirid cvory one knew it. The cow- llltlll lingered no more than was rcasotr» little on his way to the (fairy ; the boys ll tik cure to play no ll‘l('l\\‘. or lot sheep through lhe fold; the curfew. bringing llft’ll’ trusts in from lllt‘ fields. foitercd M‘lll‘tTOl)’ at all while whirring them; lllt' slit-arms did not pause in their work \‘.llll0 flit-y CllLlllt'l‘CLl with that urch- pm‘s‘lp. ltuysh Squlrc. \vhosc special ob< ju't in bring lllt‘l‘c it was not (’da)’ to (it fine. unless it wrrc that ho consideir-d it his dilly its ports]: clcrk to kccp an 0ch t':t lltt‘ \lt‘ill".\ lltllillflll til slit-up. bllltfl‘i‘ ftp-up i'i‘t'll‘xl‘lbllk'ill cicutlu‘vs \vcrc ulnlcr- suing llic >illllL‘ into its llff‘ll‘ lay lu‘cllli l":l. ll-l this \\ii< suill‘crll' ncrissul'y. >llll'f‘ ‘nul only .losliuii lining. lic \iiciii-ugc ;.‘:il‘tlt‘lli‘l' tLlILl lili‘lUlLllll. wits ll-nduig it round but on 1h..- ltil(_‘l\ of his llt'iltl on account o: llic heat. and his spi'ctiicb‘s uccui'utc- l‘illllllL't‘tl upon his llum‘. stood by Mr. liickiiiilns will! amt lfl’leml upon llft.“ gt't'llll of >llv‘1li‘t'l’> with llllt‘f'v‘fil, \\h~- tlic scrnc stlugt'sttd tiny uniting) 51H . “A pic-using Slif‘t'lilk‘lt’. Merton." .\fr. llickmun ubsci-vcd to him; “so primitive and puslurul. \ irgii’s cycs bchcld it. and oven David's. .\lucli its science fills donc in destroying the poetry of rural life. we do not yet shcur our shot-p by steam." “0r clcvtricily." uddcd t-crvase; “but we. shall." “I am glad lll" \vcallicr is warm for the poor things." said Mr. Merton. who was eminently practical. and cared more about the welfare of his own little flock than all thc fashions of sheep-lending post or future. “It is fortunate. or rather providentlal. Providence-truly tempers the wind to the shout lamb." replied Mr. Hickman. under the iniprrssiou that he was quot. ing Stripturc. and thus paying a fitting compliment to Mr. Merton‘s cloth. The provcrb was flow to the shepherd. who took it in \vitli'his outward ears and laid it aside in the dim cells of his memory for future Contemplation. At l fusions ; I . . .prcscnt. he was ful.y occupied ‘i..‘ll our ‘idé-ii which had come to llflll ywi- ago. {and which rcfi'eshid mm mutually. if .the weath were flow. when ho ~‘ilud in lArdcn farm-yard at fillfill'dlfllf‘. aim! [looked through lb? lw'o Ni. .i “W. tbnrndoors to In» upliinil no-udow lw- yt‘lld--lh0 meadow steeped in sunshiui- ‘lflt the ngS> was qumd t‘lllt‘i'hld unit it: ipeaccfully posturing sliccp were mild» of trmisparvnt light. 'l‘hc shad iwi-tl horn. into winch some low shafts ul light shot trilnsrrrsoly. irradiating for dark ‘Ctll'IICIE. mode a black frame for the sunny mead. thus enhancing its bril- lliance and lending it an cthcrml beauty. ‘Paradisc. lhl‘ shepherd thought. must. be lsomclhing like that gmcu. flowcr~starr¢vl, “neudow. glowing with living light. Up ‘ there the L'cllxtial Shepherd‘s flack rist ypeacefully. feeding Ill the worm radi- lmice. >0Hlt‘ of llirui with bleeding sides ,lhat would soon be healed forever. ‘Down in the yard they were penned to- gether. hungering. panting. scored. driven tbt-y knew not whither or where- fore. like men in the cruel world. 1Sooner or later all must lie under the tshearer’s hands. like mcn beneath the stern shears of necessity; those that ikicked bled. those that lay still beneath .the sharp blades were unwounle. and imore quickly set at liberty in the sweet ipasttlm above. So the shepherd mused. ‘ looking stolld and vacant as he stood in .bis smock-frock with his crook in his .liand. pulling his forclocli in answer to wine question addressed to him by the . \vhjfll’. l “shear-lime ain‘t what it was when 'yuu and mu was young. Mam Gale." said .ftaysli Squire. graciously accr-pting a mug of four o’clock from the latter. “I lininds when half the country-ride come 1': a shear feast." l “And bide half the night the yolk would. \Vi‘ vlddle-s and singing." she rc-i 'plied. "Many's the song he a yetird .you ring; at sllcai“»linie. Master Squire. ‘ltlttxsy on Us! here comes Srpilri‘ .»\n-| m ‘ nestev . 'l‘he shearorV eyes were all filled at the ,click of. the farm-gale. through which .l-ldward Anncslcy was just riding in itwarcli of ticrvas'c Ricknmn. whom he tlhad tracked from his office in Medinglon and finally run to earth ill Arden. | l Seeing Mr. Hickman. he got off. giving‘ i his horse in charge of a carter. The mini ‘th5 pleased to have the handling of a twclllirod horse. if only for five min-l lulox: he examined the stock. well- ;gi-oomcd creature all mer. taking in it< ipointn‘ and putting its beautiful nch lwith a look of broad satisfaction. while [the rider walked rouiid the pen to the flu-co gciitlenn-n. “how backs were tllu'iwi’l. so llmt they were not aware of illli presence tuitil lit) had rlcni'ly'joinedl ;lliem. when GPI'YuN.‘ t‘flfllC to meet him. i ltlr. llft‘lv’llltlll received him with his ‘wunlctl cordialily. but the \lt‘al'. with a distant >lllLllUlf0ll to thc now-comer. said -\t)fllt‘lvlllll}_f about on :ippoinliner‘if and lllll‘l'lCd away. ]}I'llllll\lllg to look in later. { lidwurd's fin-c, flushed and darkened as he lorikod llllt‘" lln- rclrculing figure of tlic clcruymi’in and he made some satir- icul i'cfcrcncc to the unusual iimouut of business tlic lflllt,‘l' appeared to have on hand. i “ft is too bad of me to invade your leisure. ltirlnmui." lu‘ added: “for if any" mortal mun i‘ilf'llS his holidays. you do. illut I shall not lit,‘ in Mcdlngton for it .day or two. and lkunt the minutes‘ conversation with you. if you can sparc them. How well your sheep look. Mr. Hickman! Are these lhc prize South- ’Clttyv'lls I”. ' ; “'l'hcsc'?” echoed .\lr. ltit'kmiui. with ‘d ‘puzzled air. “1 minor think they are; ch. (icrvuse 1’" “those in the meadow." i-cplicd Gor- tvase; and lit‘, asked liifwiird if he re- im-nilwrcd when .\ll'. ltit-kuuiii could not be made to undt-i-stzunl why the sheep- Mhliing would not be deferred till after lllv' shearing. which ln‘ thought would be 1an much more mmcnicnt. ’ “I remember lhut slicupâ€"sliriiriiig.r wn‘ll."j litfwoi'd i'cplicd. “Paul and i stayed lli‘f'r" it muplc of nights one \\'liilsunlidc lioli-l days.“ The INI‘t‘Illlill'. linpfcusoiil smell of flu“. sliccp. tlicir qlli'f‘llltlth lllctiling. the click of shrill-s and t‘litt'lv of tongues. brought; llUt'k the f'arofl’ sunny holidays clcurlyu with u Ifll.\lltf‘t’ of plcimirc und pain to :his mind. The long-ago always bus wtuctliing~ slid. lltl\\L‘\'t'f‘ >\\'t‘€l it may be; full StflASqultflll l'\l’lll.\ had given! llicsc memories u sling. 'l‘ln- two boysl find helped to push lfic unwilling.r slump; lililo llll‘ \Aziil-r. tlnwi: lfli-y >tulc N'lflt‘! \lli’ilf“. iimt t'lll flic fitll'siw' mum-s until, your littlu Siliyl's liiiii'. Slii- uth to lrol.I Etllt‘l‘ lllt‘lfl likt‘ ii lfllll‘ «lilo. :iiltl \\;i~ ill-t 'v\'ll_\.\ puttmgr thi-iu up to lllrt‘llltl. null? iiiyohiiiu lllt‘lll iii \i-rupi-s. uuiwvili in lflll‘llllilll. flit would ww fl':t' gll‘lll iitii'li. i'_\t‘\.1lllll llt‘itf I’liulk iini‘y itiuun flow.“ It llillllttl lfllll ll l'l'i'iltl tli‘m- flit'tlt‘fll ill.)~. unit lll.flli tiuvv fur tlity lli‘t'fl \\l‘l't.“. from tli'l‘ilmiug of tlic dztrk \llilllll\\vlilt'h \\'il> tu l’l‘r,‘ Lil‘t\\'t‘(‘ll fin-m. ._\t.ii- f tutiisfmig' ouc lll‘c. diii'lwnirig.r tin: Ullll'l'. “.\y. to bc ‘tll't‘l how the tlmc ‘L’tltN‘. . . .. t "out the children spring up. Mr. tick: mun .‘il.t.l. us lllt‘)’ w'ciit flil>l flit: lllUflitS-t ll.t-l0oliiiig burns and llu- liiiififf's stone-l tltlllll'i's'st’tl ll<lll.~t' to un- .\l.’lllI.Il‘I "flow" tllc time goes and nulliul; i'cmuins." lic l't‘flt'iilL‘d. going in and leaving them nit-no “to dispatch lllL'il’ Lusin'fic‘. Scul‘cciy a year had ptis~cd I‘iiul's dcatli. and little more .ycar since the futcd nilmrilunce full to lllllll so unexpectedly by the extinction inf the elder brunch o. Almoslcys. But ll-ldwurd looked years older lllllll when} l since than u tsouic fifteen months- bcfore an iiccidcnt brought him to Arden Manor to tangle the web of so many lives. tier-vase ltickâ€" Imam would not now call him a good- Hooking:r fool if he saw him luf' the first time. His face then wore the unwritten expression of early youth. that strange. half-tranch look which has such it charm for the \vorld-wom and weary; it was stamped today with an indelible record; the features. beautiful then with young and gentle curves. had become marked and masculine. though what \\ as iC-Sl in grace was gained in strength.‘ >Lll.\\-. l'lii‘ fllfl i'm-ly ellli‘ t'tltil ’iul‘T-t. Lf‘mil' uuuor'ml wk 12: l g. at ‘ i .i > urn.- :iltitns‘ ll- .1 it»? v._. ft 1.. fit. v. is if v\;l.l\i‘ tilbl lll' iiii‘llit l..* l‘ twink} 0.: \\Il.i'fl ,\l‘.'s. Mulch) bib! \;~il\t‘.'l splinter?“ l-i'undt‘il u} i ll li.::i. “\\'.i< tlmt Sqiiii't‘ .\lil, >1 Vt ."' rite of llit‘ shooters \vim calm.- lit to it flnilllllft was asking. “and \‘.'il\ l lf‘lli‘. 21> folk> tl\‘(‘l'l't'd. that lit‘ Laid Milt! lilliht‘lf to llil‘ (lt‘Vll for ti]cdcs\voi'ill lnmts “Simu- s:i_\ thunk it ('m'scuu tlivti'ittis . worth binds. and it do sccin liki- it. .fi.hn Nubbs replied; “there was nevi-r it ' . l tr~i~. Z.'\‘. ‘l-l . ‘ l . _ . t ....f ls-lxil‘ l “\\ot< trilv.li!. v‘ .~! 1 ‘iwlit-ully tlisligh'i. l _ i .l .i ' .. \\.i< Iftiltlt‘ la llllij.‘ it .v ‘- ,3 ‘ .f ynmn. Adorn. he \\it> l..t . .izzti f» not llllll proud uml ‘ir‘l't'.'l:i b F. ..iii\iiiu iiiiludy gm up: ll 1'11. l .4 rt \-..: l.l~l llt'ul't‘ll Ill n. ' lii'f Mr. ‘11. on» ‘lliltlt'. and s‘hc lowly stvui flut'u‘it ll li-wn. illlll that “(in flic Full of Milli. ilmu flll‘tl :ill fut-ml in lllt‘ l’lllttt‘." “ltiu you on. I‘luysh.‘ i'i‘liirlcd lit-vii: “you thinks imbiily knows llililc titliuut its you.” .lllll liic sunirc of tjlnfcsworth without troubli‘ .. . . wt... \\t ll. l l< its this young .iomiui have ‘ “Ah! Mr. Nnbbs‘ “mum “I.” on “‘Hgt t slumniil ti :lit’swvr for." Mild tho ' ' r 'r ‘ . ., . _ A. .I.. lt\ . flock of suture Anni-ser would lll‘t’itlv' "H‘mgm 52mm“ “m "HEM ‘0 a tiny one of ourn. lct :iituic thc hcft of flip curse." added Mom (Bole. with a mysâ€" torious air. “What was it shearer. “Some say he shoved t'ollicr one over cliff." Poplicd Raysh Squire. “Whatever he done he drove a bad bargain for his- self. Uledoswor'th lands is wide and t'iledcsworth lands is hrich. but all (:ledesworth lands isn't worth what goes on inzide of he." “Bad luck they lands brings.“ said a shearer; “look at Squire Paul I" “A good dacter was spiled in he.“ obâ€" served Mani Gale. thoughtfully invert.ng her tin mugs to get rid of heel taps: “he had as good a eye for the working of volks’ inzldes as Mr. Nobbs hev fur the pints of beestes. Poor Ellen. she couldn‘t go off comfortable without him. 'l‘was he zent our f-Ireub abroad with young Mrs. Anncsley. and made a man of ’n." Then the others recalled traits of Paul’s excellence. Joshua Young dilated on the wild wet nightâ€"ride he had taken to his father; Raysh averred that no one else had cwr grappled so successfully with Grandmother Squire‘s rheumatism; Jim Head. one of the shearers, showed the scars on his arm. \\ hicli had once been torn in a. threshing-machine. and which Paul Annosley had saved from amputa- tion. 'l‘o Paul. as to many another artist. fame came in full flood when death had made him deal to it. “A understanden zart of a dacter was l'uul Annesley." said John Nobbs. “You minds when l was down in the fever. llan'l Pink. There was I with no more power of nil-self than a (tree weeks" babe. This yer hand.” he held up a broad. brown fist in the sunshine. “was so thin as a egg-shell; you med a looked drough ’en. My missus. she give me up. Mr. Morton said itwas pretty nigh time to think on my zins. Squire Hrickrnan. he called in a town doctor. let alone doc- lcring of me hisself. Thinks l to me- zelf. ‘Jofm Nobbs'.’ I thinks. ‘you‘ve u got to goo. and the quieter you goes the btttcr. flit-y wunt let. your widow want. while she keeps her health for dairy work.’ There I bid ubetl and never knowed night from noon. Doctor An- ncslcy. he came in and felt the pulse of inc. 'l'licn he looks pretty straight. at me. ‘Jthn Nohbs.‘ he says. ‘you've got down niis‘oble low. but you‘ve a pow crful fine constitution; it's fl pity to let a consti- tution like yourn goo.’ he says. kind of sorrowful. "there ain‘t a man in Ardan llf‘ says. ‘with a better eye fur cattle than yourn. .foliu Nobbs.’ When he said this yer. I sort of waked up, fur I Zimmed going off quiet like when lit: come in. he done?“ asked the and (turned if I didn't begin to cry. it was that wcuk und low. ‘(lume. now.‘ he says, 'you ain't easy beat. John Nobbs; youvc ubccn throuin wet hur- vests and bad liiii'ibirig»tiiiies. and you nt-ver give in. Don't you give in to this yi‘i‘ fcvcr. John Ntibbs. llririk off this ycr stuff and make up yer mind you wuut be beat. and you'll lliltf the laughi of we dOcIor‘.‘ he suys. cheerful and cosy. ‘Nltlkt” up your mind you \vunt be brill. John Nobbs.’ he says. With that i'. - pour sonic warm stuff into me and he. lich me up in hcd and put some pilliws lii'ound me. and bid me look out of win- Think I to mysllf. 'l’iiu mutt so \vcll lldL‘ LlflOlllt‘l‘ look liround, .lobu Noblls. :tvtu'i‘ you go,’ And tin-re when I looked lmiund ulhirt the orchard. \vlwrc flit-.iipplc-lr'ces was all lircd with bloom and the sunshine was coming down warm on them. and 1 zero wuld Sorrel in close with u foul cupcring at her xidc. and lllt‘ iucudcw lwyond put up fur hay with the wind bowing.r the grass; sliicllcd Lh~ lusun blossoml about. and though the opcu window. and inisiiblc t|lli'cl'. ll‘;l'n\(‘(l to tun- illitl loft i'ittlinr~ . . . _ . ;likcw1so lll the l‘llllll‘. lush-ml “I wivveren which is about between tiic two to flit-tr tlcslriic~ lion." “It‘s ii mis‘iiblc l’i'nl job. and tulkin' .wcii'l mond it." said John Nollbs. furn- ing the t’flll\'f}i“alltlll. when he saw by" standing on the gmuiiry slcps at the other end of the yard. scattering hund~ fuls of grain before her for tho Iowls. who camc hurriedly flocking from all ports. i-uckling and clocking and jostl- ing one another as they rushed halter- sk<:ltcr in response to her call. tl‘o be continued). SENTENCF SERMONS. Success is a fine disregard for difll- culties. No man ever was convicted by scold in fl‘here is nothing raistless in the rest- less life. Daily bread is not sweet without daily dulv. He only always Ls wise who ever is gaining wisdom. . An honest smile is worth ten million sunless sermons. The good we do is the best antidote to the if] we rue. You cannot lift the world by pulling down your face. Days are sacred in proportion as they serve high ends. If your faith possesses your heart it will propel your feet. The heart Ls dead when the smile of a .child cannot stir its depths. l thrown-stone residence. l l ZL‘t‘ll i cwrylhing‘ coming. on 7.0 nice. 1 zimmcdl Then I 'I.t'\' lo iiil'xclf.; A hard and fast theology often leaves many hazy lines in morality. Convince men of the love of men and they will believe the love of God. You do not have much faith in your lfi’llllel‘ unless you have some in his family. . . Is it strange that the heart is starved when we give it neither food nor meal- times? r In due time Miss Haley will introduce 'llic two platoon system into the public, schools. I\'o man can have a place in the king» dom of heaven who is complacent to the ills of earth. Mrs. flora B. Miller Makes a Fortune {Started a Few ‘Years Ago wlth No i Capltal, and Now Employs Nearly f One Hundred Clerks and Stenographers. f .___ l Until a few years ago Mrs. Cora B. jMillcr lived in a manner similar to that lot thousands of other very poor women of the average small town and village. She now resides in her own palatial and is considered one of the most successful business women in the United States. l ‘Jtrlui Noble.’ l 7,c~. ‘yotl lw-k sl’iui'p uiid‘ L‘"l up and firm llltll lllt‘l't‘ gl‘fl>‘. Lind. thank the lmd. \vlm ltlilL‘ give you its good it cyi- flu )titlgcn t‘illlli‘ unit it: good if llitlltl for u \ll‘itllell furrow its any liliili :ill\i',’ l Ix». \ll(l lii‘l‘c I lit‘." lli' Iltltll‘tl lfl itiiii-itlsiitu. llil\\fllg u rt'd llitlltil' lvl‘l‘l'lllt‘l tl‘\l’f‘ l.f.\; llf‘titttl l’ilfil‘, “Sure t-nougli. .\ll'. .\' tbbs'. llii'i'c lu‘.” lull t"t'll.u‘il llzty’sll. llltllljglllllllly survcy- ‘iii_;i llic bailiffs Silli\l;fflilitl iunplitmfc of fwtiy it: if ll'rlftg t». pci'suudc himself flmt lii‘ \\il\ iiitlwif no ilt‘f'iitl \isioil lilo» ly ltl liitli‘ from lll.‘ ;_"if7.t‘. “\Vllll'llll hc \‘illlli'l‘ up ill the nor th-ciist owner by 1er w ill]: tiy. you'd it lJl‘ll in church lyllcn. Mr. NiJlJl.“. sure enough.” "lllt‘y do siiv 'lwus‘ all along OlllUll they two fell out." llakcl'. “Zure enough." rcplied Morn Gale. “Miss Lingiu'd favored the cuptuin first. thcn comes the doctor. outl she favored hi. and tlicn they both come together and she favored 'cm both and they fell out.” “Ah.” said one of the sliearcrs. paus- ing in the act of turning over the sheep upon the floor before him. "wherever- there's mischief there's a ooman. I’ll war-'nt." “Woniunkind.” observed Ruysh. with Old mournful ucquicsoence. “is a auspicious; zurl. a torble auspicious zurt is the feâ€"- male zurt." “\\'omankind." rc'orted Mam Gale. who was lcavingr the barn with chs'urely reluctance. “mid hue their vaults. as l wunt deny. But mossy cu us! come to think of ineuvol when their vaults is . mcrlt - remedy. Miller's New Residence. Earned In Less Than One Year. Several years ago Mrs. Miller learned of 1L mild and simple preparation that. L‘ul'cd herself and several friends of to- mufc “'(‘lil-iTH‘SF and piles. She was be- siugrcd by i-‘u many womcn needing treat- lhut slic derided to furnish it. to thosc w ho might call for it. She started with only a few dollars capital. and the possessing true and wonderful producing many cures when doc» other remedics failed, the dc- inand grow so rapidly she won several tllllt‘n‘ couipellr-il [n hl'l'k larger quarters. She now my \lplt'fi our of the city‘s largest M rs. t merit. tors and fof’ficc buildings. \\'lll(‘ll she owns. and all you'd ii llt‘ll in l.}llf'll long with your: . 01'2' _ l business. lllu>l OllL' hundred clL-rks'and stcnogranh‘ are rcuuired to ussrst in this great i 'Mlllion Women Use It. 1 More than a I Mrs. ' h ' where you live. she can refer you to ladies 5‘“ JOShuagin your own locality who can and will ‘remedy really cures women. million women have used Miller's remedy. and no matter marvelous Despite the fact. that Mrs. Miller's business is very extensive. she is always willing to give did i and advice to every suffering woman and has decided to give away to women who have never used her medicine $10,000.00 .worth absolutely FREE. Every woman suffering with pains in the head, back and bowels, begringdown feelings. nervousness. creepixgyenuations up the spine. melancholy, desire to cry, hot flashes. weariness. or piles from any cause. should sit right down and send her name and. address to Mrs. Cora B. ‘Miller. Box 5716. Kokomo, Ind.. and receive by imail (free of charge in plain wrapper) a tell any sufferer that this 50-cent box of her marvelous medicine; 'also her valuable book. which every *0. man should have. Remember this ofier will not. last long, for thousands and thousands of women 1 who are suffering will take advantage of i this generous means of getting cured. So if you are ailing. do not sufl‘rr another day. but send your name and address to Mrs. Miller for the book and medicine be for the $10,000.00 worth is all gone. 1